3621/Intruder alert

Intruder alert
Date of Scene:	29 September 2020
Location:	Spiral's Body Shop
Synopsis:	Someone parking outside the Body Shop now? NYC needs more wardens
Cast of Characters:	Albert Rothstein, Spiral, Harley Quinn

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Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein was walking through the area, he is a bit of an odd one. He sees a familiar tow truck that a friend of his uses. He heads over to talk to Jim. It seems Jim was called to tow someone's truck away, but seems he forgot something. So upon seeing Al, he asks if Al can stay with the truck for a bit while he gioes back to the garage. This has Al, leaning against a truck out near the body shop just waiting around seeming to be loafing a bit perhaps.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral nagged for goons, but it's still herself in here. And she's busy ripping out lots of metal stuff from guy who was an unsatisfied customer, silly man. Without servants to boss - actually how Spiral likes to do things - she drops a few pieces of metal junk and assorted gore - high grade medical waste - and goes to drop it in the trash outside because that's the way she rolls.

On the way she grabs her cloak to draw around herself and cover up the bottom four arms, so she looks like a freaky sorceress from a fantasy world than an outright freak. After all, nobody's sposed to be out there.

Naturally, she's not that amused to find out there IS someone out there. And scowls with her solid white eyes - no cloak covering that up after all. Her least secret secret lair strikes again.

Harley Quinn has posed:
After last time Harley came for a visit she realized this isn't exactly the best of neighborhoods sooooo, she now brings her Johny with her. And by Johny she means a baseball bat resting on a shoulder, she whistling while making way to the lair of a certain villainous one. Today's tune. 'I want to break free'. A classic really..

Her singing voice is heard carrying closer, "God knows, God knows I want ta boik freeeeeee...." hey, not too bad of a singing voice too!

Blue eyes note the rather large man first, quirking a brow, then the truck. She is curious about who it might be. Maybe someone looking for augments! But she isn't the type to blow the not-so-secret lair of Spiral's so she simply finger-wiggles on her way.

Spotting the scowl not too far away from Spiral she blinks. "Woah, someone woke up with theah feet outside the bed this moahning!"

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein 's brow raises a bit as he is scowled out. He will look over and says "You the person who called about the truck?" He asks of Spiral "Jim needed a different chain, he should be back in next hour or so to get it out of your way, he offers. The girl with the baseball bat gets his attention. Is that? Na, probably just someone dressing like her.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral is literally an interdimensional TV mogul's right hand woman, and she's less famous than Harley Quinn. What gives? "I didn't call about any trucks. What are you doing here?". She looks around at the truly shocking neighbourhood this place is in - it's only pretty peaceful where she is because the gangbangers have learned. Ninjas cutting off arms, mafiosi goons, rampaging cyborgs, Harley Quinn, so many reasons to avoid this place.

And now she's looking at some giant guy leaning over a truck. "If you don't get it out of here pretty soon it'll have no hubcaps." she warms, going to the nearest dumpster. The contents of her bag go in it with a mixed metallic clang, and meaty splotch.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Harley makes her way close, looking between the giant and Spiral, eyebrow still shot up. "I didn't even know ya got a truck!" she says to Spiral, "Oh that ya even drove.." she brings the bat down to rest against her leg. "Who's Jim anyway?" she might be a bit confused with it all! But then again she is often confused with a lot of matters..

Her attention goes to Albert, "She doesn't really mean that..., she won't be messin' with yoh hubcaps.." a faint little smile coming to her lips.

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein shrugs a bit and offers a smile "Jim is a mechanic friend of mine, who runs a towing, country and part of why he left me here to keep an eye on it. I was just passing through when I saw him, and he asked me to help so here I am. If your not who called, someone did and wants the truck moved, I was not there for the details, so thats about all I got.

Spiral has posed:
Spiral wasn't going to remve the hubcaps HERSELF, that was more a warning. The long cloak she has on, relic of the 14th century, shifts and bulges as the arms beneath it struggle to escape. Then they stop moving, and her visible arms reach up to rub at her temples.

And then looks grumpily at the offending truck, she like wants it gone right now. Her fingers twitch a bit. But whoever made the phonecall was probably connected to her... employer. "...Fine." she eventually says, none too pleased about yet another guest to her secret lair. "This city is so crowded. Humans on top of humans, like an anthill.". She needs to move her lair to a cave under a volcano or another dimension or something.

Harley Quinn has posed:
Lips press together in thought, looking between the other two, a little ahh, then a ohhh, and she finally gets it! Some mix up? Fine with her. "Ok, foh a moment I thought you weah a client oh somethin'.." she eyeing the man up and down, having to crane her neck really back to be able to look at his face, "Bit of a size to ya, isn't theah?" she says, "Anyway, I am Hah'lee.." she offers, always pleasant!

"And don't mind her too much, she's just a lil grumpy this moahning.." She then looking over at Spiral. "And hey, no ideas now on wantin' ta start some kinda cullin' or somethin'" Too many people? Noone wants a Thanos around.

"You could always go country bumpkin and find some lil farm out theah if you want peace and quiet." she suggests to Spiral. She's helpful!

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein 's brow raises a bit at Spiral speaking of humans. He nods a bit and says "I'm Al, and you mentioned clients, you run a business around here? What kind of business you run? " He seems curious and is trying to be friendly at least.

Spiral has posed:
Culling? Spiral hadn't thought of that, but now Harley mentions it... "Mmm. Well, that's one way to reduce the psychic energy coming off of this planet." she observes, more struggling from beneath the cloak, and then rubbing her chin.

"What do I do? It's just a job, you know. Probably involves a fat boss guy but he's way above, middle management in the way.". With apparent difficulty and more struggling with her hidden arms, she points at Harley. "Look, it's Harley Quinn! She's a famous psychologist. As you want to talk interesting jobs.".

Harley Quinn has posed:
Et tu, Spiral? That's what is going through Harley's mind when Spiral outs her in such a manner. Specially when she is standing right next to the guy! She never knows who she may have hurt in the past. Maybe she busted the kneecaps of Albert's brother or something.. She has no way to know! "Hey.., thanks a lot.." she says to Spiral. She is not really thankful though!

"And yep, it's me.." A bit of a nervous smile and she looks up at Albert, "The one and only and all that!" she does a bit of a curtsey to greet him. "And I ain't doin' much psychology these days ya know? So been doin' otha jobs and all that. I am still the best in the biz though!"

"Much betta than that Doc Samson!" Ok, she seems to be starting to go on a rant.. "Who goes ta talk with some guy that looks like the Hulk anyway?!"

A glance is then given to Spiral. She hasn't forgotten those earlier words. "And don't get any funny ideas o' reducin' psyhic energies oh some such. The planet is just fine.., well, sorta. I will have ta get ya ta meet Ivy sometime."

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein nods a bit and thinks at least Harley is trying to keep the other from doing bad things. "Well as long as it pays the bills, I'm a mechanic, but luckily I run my own place so don't have to worry to much about people telling me what to do." He offers the ladies a smile

Spiral has posed:
Spiral spreads her arms - the cloak spreads a bit too, they want to spread instinctively as well after all. "You have star power, Harley. We agreed this before! He recognised you anyway, I noticed. Aren't you doing psychology? I thought that was why you ask a lot of questions...". Miss Media Studies may not have a PhD but she noticed that.

"Who is Doc Samson? and Ivy?" she wonders, not having heard either of those.

As for the big guy, she shrugs. "I am something of a mechanic as well... I always seem to end up working for someone though. Just terrible with money, and I have expensive tastes.".

Harley Quinn has posed:
"I was busy singin' okay?!" It's now Harley's turn to look grumpy at Spiral. Because she didn't notice it! Such an airhead sometimes... Yet the question about who those people are, specially Ivy, makes her positively beam. "Doc Samson is just a no good psychologist who cheated ta get powahs like the Hulk." there, origin story explained! "But Ivy, oh, she is from Gotham too, one o' my bestest friends in this earth. She is great." she is grinning wide now, holding her hands together in front of her. "She's all foh green peace and nature.." no, she doesn't speak about she also wanting to a bit of a culling on humans..., depending on the day..

"But anyway, wheah d'ya woik man? And youse any good?" she asks Albert before glancing at Spiral. Now she is curious. "What kinda expensive tastes, mmm?"

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein nods, and says "I believe so, I work out of Tererboro Airport, (think it is going to be placed in bludhaven is in jersey rl) I work on plans and Copter, but do occasionally help my Jim out when he needs some help." He offers about his job. Not one of the big airports, but allows me to get a place to work out of cheaper."

Spiral has posed:
"Sounds like if I introduce you to my friends Elizabeth and maybe Remy, you should introduce me to Ivy at least... Doc Samson, doesn't sound so good.". Of course, Spiral doesn't really have any friends, just people who hate her, Aside from maybe Harley, of course. That's the closest thing to friendship she has really! "Oh and Mystique, I am not sure if this dimensions' Mystique knows me or not, if not then I shall have to change that. She'll be impossible to find though, but... maybe she will turn up.".

Then she goes back to the giant who is camped outside her secret base. "Well, I'm more than happy for you to go back to your airport. Just get that truck out of my place. And tell your friend Jim to check where he parks up.". She's going to put piles of junk and broken down hubcap-free car wrecks all around her lair, she thinks. Kinda obvious but subtlety never stopped anybody anyway.

Harley Quinn has posed:
"Remy? That's a new one ... And Mystique?" Harley brings her hand up to her chin, rubbing it oh-so-wisely in thought, "I dunno about those, but that last one rings a bell.." she murmurs, "Glad ya makin' friends though! And we awhe already set ta meet Betsy, ain't we?" she lifts her chin a little, making her own little posh british poise. "I been practicin'" a delighted little grin on her expression.

"That's a bit far from heah." She then says to Albert then furrows her brows. "I think ..., Mistah J once did somethin' theah.. It wasn't nice. Ah, well. Wasn't me! Just sayin'.." she then starts to wander off to the entrance of Spiral's place.

"Ya sound just like a parking Enfoahcement officah now." A grin, "Just need ta say: Get off mah lawn."

Albert Rothstein has posed:
Albert Rothstein nods a bit and says "It was not his putting here, he is getting it away." He clarifies, but nods a bit and to Harley he will add "Ok, any odd canisters, have the bomb squad check them out check." He says and while it maybe a bit of a joke there is some seriousness to it. He will lean back against the truck to wait for Jim

Spiral has posed:
"Your friend leaves his truck in the oddest of places." Spiral notes. "No wonder it broke down here or something. Anyway.". She waves to him, and then slinks back inside - though she lets Harley go in first if that's where she's going.

And then closes the door. Time to get lectured about clothes or something, while waking this guy, who has been lying on the slab in her Body Shop, up and getting him out.